I have been playing roles my whole life
The forgotten middle child
The obedient and needy son
The stable and reliable Pater Provider
The lover
The unfaithful lover
The rejected and cuckolded husband
Brother
Student
Teacher
Boss
Friend and sometimes
though not by choice
enemy
Late in life I come to the wisdom
that all these roles are not me
but only choices I have made
The choices have seared me
scarred me and given character
to my aging and graying face
Now the end of this journey
is real and growing closer every day
Now is the time for me to determine
and to learn who I really am
To cease being a minor player on this stage
and to live in the truth of this moment
with the authenticity of a poet's heart.
And this frightens me more than any
role I have ever learned to play
The forgotten middle child
The obedient and needy son
The stable and reliable Pater Provider
The lover
The unfaithful lover
The rejected and cuckolded husband
Brother
Student
Teacher
Boss
Friend and sometimes
though not by choice
enemy
Late in life I come to the wisdom
that all these roles are not me
but only choices I have made
The choices have seared me
scarred me and given character
to my aging and graying face
Now the end of this journey
is real and growing closer every day
Now is the time for me to determine
and to learn who I really am
To cease being a minor player on this stage
and to live in the truth of this moment
with the authenticity of a poet's heart.
And this frightens me more than any
role I have ever learned to play
1 comment:
What came to me when I read this was: Thrill and terror are conjoined twins sharing one heartbeat...
What occurs to me now is that the heartbeat that keeps thrill and terror alive is the same heartbeat that will reveal what is true and real for you as well as what is 'playing a role'.
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